[Intro]
(Welcome to 1st Class)
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
When thugs die
Do angels start to cry?

[Verse 1]
Some shit that I gotta get up out my system
Why the fuck God keep on taking all my n***as?
If they ain't dead, seem like they caught up in the system
Some done with fed and can't do nothing but send some pictures
Tryna care all my dawgs and they children
Even though I got some flaws, I'm still the realest
I still have thoughts 'bout fallen soldiers who ain't with me
So if I'm off, just please don't hold that shit against me

[Chorus]
When thugs die
Do angеls start to cry?
When thugs die
Do angels start to cry?

[Verse 2]
I swеar this life shit getting fishy, tryna hide all my issues
Growing up, I ain't have any one of my siblings, it was just me and my killers
Riding 'round all black, four deep, tinted windows, see a opp pack, we hit him
If it's sweet then you know you gotta hop out and send 'em, I don't give a fuck who with 'em
But when it's one of yours, that shit ain't the same
He a thug, so ain't no trust, he gotta charge it to the game
He live his life with no remose, he know this street shit come with pain
It's crazy how when gangsters die it's like it always seem to rain
[Chorus]
When thugs die
Do angels start to cry?
When thugs die
Do angels start to cry?